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Alisia finally landed after her lengthy flight, finding a nice, even patch of grass to touch down upon, with a winding dirt road not far from it. The afternoon sun shone down upon her from one corner of the sky, granting a slight feeling of warmth to her feathers from the extended period of time spent under its rays. Though the winds had been favorable for the past hour or so, they had recently become stale, leaving the poor harpy to exert far more effort than she would have preferred to continue flying, and the land all about her had become largely unfamiliar at this point. Whether or not she would admit such a thing to herself, she was... well, lost.
Luckily for her, the weather wasn't too awful. She could make use of the well-traveled path just next to her, and soon found it fairly easy to walk upon whilst resting her wings. But she would soon find that she was not alone, as just around a heavily wooded bend came some kind of creature, perhaps not fifty feet from her, the sound of footsteps trailing it closely. With a closer look, Alisia recognized the being to be some kind of bunny girl, as the new arrival was possessed of two long, noticeable ears, protruding from the top of her head. She was rather diminuitive in stature, perhaps around four feet in height from what the harpy could tell, with sweaty locks of white hair framing her pretty face, which bore otherwise clean features and deep red eyes. Carrying a panicked expression, she spotted Alisia and cried out, "H-Help me! I--uwah!"
Tripping on a rock that she was far too rushed to notice in time, she faceplanted into the dirt just in time for three men to come running swiftly around the bend. They were brigands, at least from what Alisia could make of their crude clothing and weaponry, though only one of them, the man at the very back, was visibly wielding a weapon at first glance--a steel mace. The second ruffian had a set of hand pillories at the ready, presumably intended for the capture of this unfortunate creature, and the thug at the head of the group had his hands free, which served just as well, since he quickly seized the opportunity provided by the bunnygirl's fall to pin her to the ground in the prone position, pushing the side of her face into the dirt while the other grabbed at one of her wrists. "Lemme go!" She kicked and struggled, but was no match for the considerably larger human, who simply laughed at her before flashing a lewd grin.
"This'll teach you to try an' run from the Stewards of Andert!" he barked, holding her down firmly as the second bandit hastily fastened the wooden wrist restraints onto the helpless, squirming girl. "Damn subhumans, the lot o' ya... always causin' trouble for us honest human folk. If ya just kept your mouths shut and realized your damn place in all of this!"
Whimpering, the bunnygirl could only grimace, trying to lift her head up pleadingly towards Alisia, though to little avail as the brutish man exerted his will onto her. It wasn't long before the last man of the trio, with a mace at the ready, noticed the harpy's presence and pointed her out. "H-Hey! It's... a harpy! Aren't those worth bank on the open egg market?!"
Looking up at this, the second grinned halfway when his gaze met Alisia's. "Yeah, you're right! May as well, since we've already got a handle on this little number," he replied, slowly rising to his feet and removing his weapon of choice from the back of his belt as he did so--a long, weighted chain of sorts. The first member followed suit and looked up briefly, but kept most of his attentions fixed on the writhing bunnygirl in his grip. As he did, the other two men moved to approach Alisia menacingly, one of them brandishing his mace as the other began to twirl a segment of his chain overhead. "Come here, little harpy..."
Alisia: HP = 41, PP = 50, EP = 41, Status = Fine
Alisia finally landed after her lengthy flight, finding a nice, even patch of grass to touch down upon, with a winding dirt road not far from it. The afternoon sun shone down upon her from one corner of the sky, granting a slight feeling of warmth to her feathers from the extended period of time spent under its rays. Though the winds had been favorable for the past hour or so, they had recently become stale, leaving the poor harpy to exert far more effort than she would have preferred to continue flying, and the land all about her had become largely unfamiliar at this point. Whether or not she would admit such a thing to herself, she was... well, lost.
Luckily for her, the weather wasn't too awful. She could make use of the well-traveled path just next to her, and soon found it fairly easy to walk upon whilst resting her wings. But she would soon find that she was not alone, as just around a heavily wooded bend came some kind of creature, perhaps not fifty feet from her, the sound of footsteps trailing it closely. With a closer look, Alisia recognized the being to be some kind of bunny girl, as the new arrival was possessed of two long, noticeable ears, protruding from the top of her head. She was rather diminuitive in stature, perhaps around four feet in height from what the harpy could tell, with sweaty locks of white hair framing her pretty face, which bore otherwise clean features and deep red eyes. Carrying a panicked expression, she spotted Alisia and cried out, "H-Help me! I--uwah!"
Tripping on a rock that she was far too rushed to notice in time, she faceplanted into the dirt just in time for three men to come running swiftly around the bend. They were brigands, at least from what Alisia could make of their crude clothing and weaponry, though only one of them, the man at the very back, was visibly wielding a weapon at first glance--a steel mace. The second ruffian had a set of hand pillories at the ready, presumably intended for the capture of this unfortunate creature, and the thug at the head of the group had his hands free, which served just as well, since he quickly seized the opportunity provided by the bunnygirl's fall to pin her to the ground in the prone position, pushing the side of her face into the dirt while the other grabbed at one of her wrists. "Lemme go!" She kicked and struggled, but was no match for the considerably larger human, who simply laughed at her before flashing a lewd grin.
"This'll teach you to try an' run from the Stewards of Andert!" he barked, holding her down firmly as the second bandit hastily fastened the wooden wrist restraints onto the helpless, squirming girl. "Damn subhumans, the lot o' ya... always causin' trouble for us honest human folk. If ya just kept your mouths shut and realized your damn place in all of this!"
Whimpering, the bunnygirl could only grimace, trying to lift her head up pleadingly towards Alisia, though to little avail as the brutish man exerted his will onto her. It wasn't long before the last man of the trio, with a mace at the ready, noticed the harpy's presence and pointed her out. "H-Hey! It's... a harpy! Aren't those worth bank on the open egg market?!"
Looking up at this, the second grinned halfway when his gaze met Alisia's. "Yeah, you're right! May as well, since we've already got a handle on this little number," he replied, slowly rising to his feet and removing his weapon of choice from the back of his belt as he did so--a long, weighted chain of sorts. The first member followed suit and looked up briefly, but kept most of his attentions fixed on the writhing bunnygirl in his grip. As he did, the other two men moved to approach Alisia menacingly, one of them brandishing his mace as the other began to twirl a segment of his chain overhead. "Come here, little harpy..."
Enemies, should she choose to engage:
3 Bandits (1 is preoccupied)
3 Bandits (1 is preoccupied)
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